ER Dress Code Alert!!!

Na-na-na-na-na-new wave, it's alive, refreshing, and totally unique.
Na-na-na-na-na-new wave, and we've only been together for a week.
Na-na-na-na-na-new wave, take a safety pin and stick it through our cheek - OW!!

Artist unknown; heard on Dr. Dimento radio program back in the 70s
 
The source of my login name says it all. This is my plan. I'm just not ready for purple.... yet. (And I expect to wear socks with the satin sandals.)


When I am an old woman, I shall wear purple
With a red hat which doesn't go and doesn't suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals and say we've no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I am tired
And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells
And run my stick along public railings
And make up for the sobriety of my youth.

I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
And pick flowers in other people's gardens
And learn to spit.
You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat
And eat three pounds of sausages at a go
Or only bread and a pickle for a week
And hoard pens and pencils and beermats and things in boxes

But now we must have clothes that keep us dry
And pay our rent and not swear in the street
And set a good example for the children.
We will have friends to dinner and read the papers.
But maybe I ought to practice a little now?
So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised
When suddenly I am old and start to wear purple.

By Jenny Joseph, Trenton NJ
 
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